flew

Oh, woman, flying hard...
Veronika Dolina

Oh, woman, flying hard!
Your face light, the abode of sorrow,
The street is dark, but crowded
You look at the window.

Oh, woman, looking sad!
The man bad, the snotty child...
The clock in the kitchen ticking drowsy -
Surely your time is up?

Woman, whose wings are not spared!
They were soaked and heavy...
Are you taking them with an effort barely,
You want to dump them at his feet...

But wait to throw more, freak, -
End your earthly sleep,
Oh, wait, cook, babysitter, laundress -
You can fly to the sweetest shores!

You will fly over the house and over the smoke.
You'll fly over Prague and over Rome.
And he'll be happy
Who from afar will take your flight...

Let your room today stuffy
Remember - you are beautiful, you air,
You just air jets obedient -
Don't worry, everything will happen!